Arenít you supposed to get a little better every day, when you have a cold? Thatís what I thought was happening, until today. The cough wonít go away, and my head wonít clear up no matter what I do. I had to cancel lunch with Suzanne, and I wouldnít have done any work at all except for one thing. The Boss picked up a big check, and he wanted me to pay a bunch of suppliers. So the only thing I did on this miserable day was write $83,000 in checks.
When I went out on my errands this morning, I had to use my windshield wipers. This was the first real rain weíve had this fall, and while it wasnít a hard rain, it was enough to get a person wet as they walk from their car into the post office. And it was enough to discourage a person from going anywhere else, no matter how much they need envelopes and ink cartridges (oh! and picture frames!). Maybe that person will feel more like it tomorrow. One can certainly hope so.
Itís a little discouraging to have the rainy season start this early, only because I have so much yard work I wanted to do before winter set in. Maybe this was just a one-off, and all it will do is soften the ground and make those big, ugly weeds easier to pull up. I just wonder when Iíll feel up to getting out there and pulling them, once the weather allows it.